C31 Mr Gong Was Really Deep in Love!

Gong Lingye's complexion was ashen, his eyes half-closed. His hair, drenched by the sea, clung to his forehead. Despite his predicament and the loss of his imposing presence, he still exuded an air of aristocracy.

Soong Yiren stood before him, gazing down momentarily before turning on her heel to leave.

The wind shifted subtly, and the sea seemed to be at the juncture of ebb and flow